Тексты песни «Mama Tried»

The first thing I remember knowing was a lonesome whistle blowing And a young gun's dream of growing up to ride On a freight train leaving town, not knowing where I'm bound No one could change my mind but Mama tried...

First thing I remember knowin' was a lonesome whistle blowin' And the youngest dream of growin' up to ride On a freight train leaving town not knowing where I'm bound And no one could change my mind, but mama tried...

First thing I remember knowing was a lonesome whistle blowing And the youngest dream of growing up to ride On a freight train leaving town not knowing where I'm bound And no one could change my mind but mama tried One...

Mama Tried ---------- First thing I remember knowin' Was a lonesome whistle blowin' And a youngun's dream of growin' up to ride On a freight train leavin' town, Not knowin' where I's bound. No one could change my mind...

The first thing I remember knowin' was a lonesome whistle blowin' And the youngest dream of growin' up to ride On a freight train leavin' town not knowin' where I'm bound No one could change my mind but mama tried. One...

M. Haggard The first thing I remember knowin' was a lonesome whistle blowin', And a youngun's dream of growin' up to ride, On a freight train leavin' town, not knowin' where I'm bound. And no one could change my mind...

The first thing I remember knowing, Was a lonesome whistle blowing, And a young un's dream of growing up to ride; On a freight train leaving town, Not knowing where I'm bound, No-one could change my mind but Mama tried...

The first thing I remember knowin' was a lonesome whistle blowin', And a youngun's dream of growin' up to ride, On a freight train leavin' town, not knowin' where I'm bound. And no one could change my mind but Mama...

Merle Haggard, Bluebook Music (BMI) First thing I remember knowin' was a lonesome whistle blowin' And a young-on's dream of growing up to ride On a freight train leaving town, not knowing where I'm bound And no one...

Album: A Tribute to Tradition Randy Travis & Merle Haggard The first thing I remember knowing, Was a lonesome whistle blowing, And a young un's dream of growing up to ride; On a freight train leaving town, Not knowing...

First thing I remember knowin' Was a lonesome whistle blowin' And a young one's dream of growin' up to ride On a freight train leavin' town Not knowin' where I'm bound No one could steer me right But Mama tried One and...

I can hear the wind blowing in my mind Just the way it used to do through the Georgia pines And you were there to answer when I called You and me, Lord knows, we had it all Remember how I used to touch your hair, baby...

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